The Sexual Education of Remus J. Lupin - COMPLETE

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Disclaimer: We do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters used in this story. The Harry Potter series belongs to J.K. Rowling, and we greatly thank her for creating such a fantastic world, and fantastic characters for us to use and manipulate into fantastically perverted situations.

Authors Note: This is not your typical fan fiction. This is simply a role-play that a friend of mine and I have been doing for a short while, and we have both been enjoying it so much that we thought it needed to be shared. This explains the constant switching between Sirius’ and Remus’ points of view. We hope you enjoy!

Role-play Participants:

InvokingRainbows (Me!) : Remus J. Lupin and various “NPC’s”.

Slambitious (Scumdog): Sirus Black, and various "NPC's".

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The Sexual Education of Remus J. Lupin

Chapter 2

Lesson Two: What's This?
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    Remus found himself falling back down to reality after only a few moments. Come on now, he told himself. This is Sirius, your best friend. I mean, sure he's dashingly handsome and has the most adorable personality you've ever seen, but…Well you're not even gay for one thing, and another, something like that could ruin your friendship! Remus, get aho---
    
    He was cut off by the feeling of something he hadn't expected Sirius to do in a million years. He'd…just been kissed. His eyes went wide and he stared up at Sirius, his heart suddenly jumping into his stomach. His blood was rushing past his ears so quickly he couldn't even hear the movie anymore. All he could see was Sirius, looking at him as if nothing had happened. 
    
    "Did you just…kiss me?" he asked, wanting to clarify, and make sure it hadn't been imagined. After all, this was a rather small theater, and Remus' mind could play tricks on him if he wasn't too careful. It was all that damned thinking!


To be fair, Sirius could very well have just been caught up in the moment, terrified for his life and all. Though, the shocked look on Remus' face might have just been worth that kiss. Sirius tilted his head to the side and smiled his famous heart warming crooked smile at his best friend. Did he just kiss Remus? Well, technically yes he did. Though it wasn't much of a kiss, of course, there could have been tongues involved, but that was something that mates just didn't do with each other. Kissing was something that mates never, ever did with each other. Except for when they did, in the back of moodie theaters, while the nastiest movie Sirius Black had ever seen played in the background.

Okay, so it wasn't the ideal situation for this to happen, but it did nevertheless. “That depends.” Sirius said calmly, still grinning all cheeky and adorable, if he did say so himself. “If you wanted me to kiss you, then yes I did. If you didn't want me to kiss you, then I didn't, and you just imagined it, and it never ever happened.” The boy sure did know how to ramble on during times when all he really needed to do was answer yes or no. But he wouldn't be Sirius if he gave straight answers, now would he?


    Remus felt his cheeks warming. Had he wanted Sirius to kiss him? Remus wasn't honestly sure. Of course, he knew well enough that his mind hadn't been saying 'kiss me Sirius!' or anything to that effect. If it had, he probably would've been rather startled actually. However, that moment just before the kiss, when he'd gotten lost in Sirius' eyes and swept away like that. What had it been? Also, the kiss hadn't been bad. Not even a little. Sure, Sirius lips tasted a bit salty from the pop corn, and Remus knew he had chocolate on his own, but…Well, to be frank, it had been nice. "Well, I didn't want you to per say but…I can't say it was horrible." he said matter of faculty with a small nod. "But…Well, why did you kiss me?" he asked, his mind reeling still, wondering what could have possibly possessed his best friend to do it.


Now that was a good question. Sirius blinked stupidly a few times, as if this was a brand new concept to him. Why had he done it? Why indeed. That thought hadn't really crossed his mind. No thought had really crossed his mind when he decided to kiss Remus. Probably because Remus looked..well..kissable. And he had never done it before, both the kissing his best friend and kissing another man part. He reasoned that if he was going to kiss a man, it might as well be Remus.

“Why not?” The dark haired male questioned. It was just a kiss after all. A silly, simple kiss. And it had been nice. Nothing to write home about, but it hadn't been terrible by any means. He chuckled softly. Being this close to Remus' face gave him certain advantages, such like the ability to spot the werewolf blushing. “You're blushing, Moony.” He pointed out, bringing up a hand to poke at Remus' right cheek. And now that he was that close, he noticed how intense Remus' eyes were. Had they always been that color? Or had he just always failed to notice it?


    Why not? Remus couldn't help but smile at the simplicity. It was just like Sirius to think nothing of something like this. Then again, when you really broke it down, it was simple. A simple act of affection. They showed each other affection plenty of other ways, this just seemed…well, a bit of a step up. He opened his mouth to respond when Sirius poked his cheek, and pointed out that he was blushing. 
    
    "Am I not supposed to blush when a handsome boy hops into my lap and kisses me at the movies?" he asked, grinning a bit. "Most muggles would assume this is a date, considering." he said, glancing around, though most people had turned their attention back to the movie.


At this, Sirius smiled his first true smile since the movie began. He furrowed his eyebrows together, and then wiggled them suggestively once again at the boy underneath him. “You think I'm handsome, eh?” Sirius asked, eyebrows still wiggling and waggling for emphasis. Chuckling more at himself than anything else, his eyebrows calmed down, slowly but surely, and the male turned to glance at the muggles behind him. “Do muggles do this on dates?” He asked. “You know, sit on each others laps and kiss and stuff..” he trailed off.

That 'and stuff' made Sirius stop and think. What exactly was 'and stuff'? Was it the same 'and stuff' that he did when he did 'stuff' with girls? Or was it a different kind of 'and stuff'? That thought made him a little bit nervous, though he'd never admit it to anyone, even Moony. The raven haired teen shifted on Remus' lap, an attempt to make himself more comfortable just ended in making him feel almost awkward, because this action had brought his chest so close to Remus' that one could just as easily say they were touching.


    Remus laughed a bit. "Of course I do Sirius, it's sort of a well known fact." he pointed out. Sirius was the hottest guy in school, everyone knew that. Remus found it a bit strange to have the 'hottest boy at Hogwarts' sitting on his lap, having just kissed him. "Well yeah, they do." he said, finding himself blushing again. Damn it, learning to control that would be really convenient. Normally, Remus could hide his emotions when he wanted to, but hiding a blush was damn near impossible. 
    
    When Sirius shifted and their chests then touched, he found their lips rather close together again. His heart began to hammer against his ribcage even harder now, and his eyes blinked as he gazed into Sirius', curiosity starting to overtake him. One kiss hadn't been bad. Sirius had initiated it, and…What could a second hurt, right? He leaned in, his hands moving seemingly of their own accord to wrap around Sirius' waist. His head tilted a bit, and their lips were touching again. This one lasted longer, the feeling of Sirius' lips on his was intoxicating, and Remus didn't pull away until he needed air.


Well, Remus didn't have to tell him twice. Though it was always nice to hear how hot he was. He figured he lucked out in the looks department, really, what with his mother looking like a cross between a banchee and a horse, and Regulus looked like a toad that had been run over by the knight bus and stretched out a few extra feet. So this is what a muggle date was like? So maybe those muggles didn't have the worst taste in the world, even if they liked really awful movies. Sirius wanted to reply. He really did. He wanted to say something witty and adorable and typically Sirius. But before he could even open his mouth, Remus' lips were on his and they were kissing again.

Except..this time..was different. Sirius, with his chest so close to Remus' that they might as well have been conjoined there, was taking completely and utterly by surprise. Did Moony..just kiss him? Moony? The same Moony who never turned his homework in late, and had to be dragged kicking and screaming before he even put a toe out of line. Yes, that Moony. The same Moony who took Sirius completely by surprise once again by wrapping his arms around the dark haired boy. This kiss was..nice. Really nice. Superbly nice. Without even realizing it, his own hand had found it's way to Remus' chin, and the boy held onto it with his fingertips.

And then it was over. The two broke apart, both needing a little bit of air. Sirius' eyes were wide, and they blinked several times, as if trying to figure out if he was dreaming or not. But it was real, and it had happened. He paused for a moment, brain completely fuzzy with the “and stuff” the pair had just dabbled in. If only he could think. If only Sirius could analyze something. But kissing Remus for the second time made that action nearly impossible. His heart thudded rather irregularly against his chest, fingers still holding onto Remus' chin, and for a few moments, he just stared at the other boy. Really, really stared at him, his own dark eyes locked with Moony's amber ones.

And then he did it again, acting without thinking, not taking anything else into account before he threw himself into situations. He kissed Remus, hard, darting his tongue out for the first time during this entire..event. Funny, he could swear that while licking Moony's bottom lip, he could swear his best friend's mouth tasted like chocolate.


    Brilliant amber eyes blinked up at dark charcoal, as the two boys studied each other, no doubt minds buzzing, wondering what had just happened, what would happen, what should or should not happen. Remus found himself being pulled in two different directions. The logical, and the emotional. As almost they always seemed to do, each went in an opposite way. Logically, making out with your best friend of the same gender, while neither of you was technically into said gender, as far as you knew, was a bad idea. However, Remus knew he wanted to. He didn't know when he'd started wanting to, but now, he knew he wanted it, badly. 
    
    Sirius kissed him again, for the third time, and it almost brought Remus to the point of passing out. He felt weak all over, and his arms loosened on the other, lips parting for him, and that tongue darting out to taste him for the first time. Remus took a chance, and met Sirius' tongue with his own the second time he felt it, and a spark went down his spine. That…that was nice. Very nice, in fact. 
    
    Soon, their tongues were dancing, the movie completely forgotten, hell, their surroundings were also forgotten. People on either side of them were staring now, slightly disgusted looks on their faces considering two boys were making out right there in public. Neither said anything, though, and thank goodness for that. Sirius probably would have exploded at them, knowing his temper.


It was an unexplainable feeling, kissing Remus like this in a theater full of Muggles. His heart didn't seem to want to beat like it normally did. In fact, the thing seemed to be beating to some music that no one else could hear. And his stomach, normally a quiet and calm thing, was seemingly infested with some fluttering thing. And then there was that moment when he tasted Remus' tongue. That was an all together extraordinary feeling that caused him to let out a breath against the werewolf's mouth. Never would he have thought he'd be kissing Remus Lupin this way, but now that they were doing it, the pureblood teen couldn't work out why they hadn't bothered to do it before.

His mind was racing, and he could feel his blood pumping faster. Sooner or later, though more probably sooner, his body was going to react and that would be a very bad thing. He pulled back, slowly, unwillingly, though his mouth was still dangerously close to Remus'. “We..should go home..” He whispered. “Now.” That last word was final. Though he had no real idea what he'd be doing with Remus once they got home. All he really did know was that they needed to leave soon, else they'd surely be arrested for indecent exposure.

With a great deal of effort on his part, because he honestly didn't want to move at the moment, Sirius got off of Remus' lap and stood on his own two feet, which proved to be harder than he was bargaining for, his knees feeling sort of like someone had hit him with a jelly legs jinx. Glancing around at the muggles who were shooting more than a few dirty looks in their direction, Sirius made the rudest gesture he could towards them and grabbed a hold of Moony's hand. They were lucky he wasn't allowed to do magic here, because he knew several clever little hexes that would come in handy right about now.


    Remus felt his own body beginning to react, and to be honest, he agreed with Sirius that it might be best for them to leave. He gathered up their things and stuffed the rest of the chocolate into his bag, walking out hand in hand with Sirius. The ride home was…oddly awkward. Remus felt a weird sensation, almost like something inside him was urging him to just make out with Sirius right there in the bus, but he couldn't do it in public. 
    
    He was relieved when they got back, and they walked in and headed straight for his bedroom, where Remus dropped his bag and turned to face Sirius, not sure exactly what to do now. "Sirius.." he said, searching for the right words, but unable to come up with any. For once, Remus didn't know the right thing to say.


If Sirius thought the ride to the movies was an interesting one, the ride back to Remus' house was downright awkward. After walking out of the theater, his hand still clasping Moony's, the two had boarded the bus and sat nearly motionless and silent during the entire trip. It wasn't as if Sirius really wanted to be silent, but words seemed to be failing him at the moment. Resigning to just talk about it later, or never, or just kiss Remus some more, whichever seemed to fit better, the dark haired pureblood just sat, hands wiping themselves on his pants every once in a while. So his hands were a little sweaty. That was natural, wasn't it?

Once back at the house, and up in Remus' room, Sirius just blinked. If Remus was a girl, then Sirius would have no problem tipping the shorter of the two boys down onto the bed and having his way with her. But Remus wasn't a girl, that he knew for a fact. They had been dorm mates for years, there was no way that Sirius could have managed to live in such close quarters to the werewolf for that long without seeing a little something something every once in a while. Remus was, in fact, a boy. As was Sirius. Which made this entire thing so much more complicated. Sirius didn't like complicated things. They made his head hurt. “Er..” he began, sitting down on Moony's bed, wiping his hands on his pants again. Maybe he should just say something to clear the air. Yes, that was the ticket. “You're a pretty good kisser, Moony.” The dark haired male said finally, waggling his eyebrows in Remus' direction. So maybe that wasn't the best way to make the situation better, but hopefully that didn't make things more awkward.


    Remus stared at him, and though his cheeks flushed a little, he couldn't help but laugh. "You…I can't believe." he stammered, staring down at his friend. "Sirius that's all you have to say?" he asked, though he didn't look angry. More…amused than anything. Maybe Remus was over thinking this. Sirius had kissed him in a whim, perhaps that was all it was? If it didn't mean anything to Sirius, it shouldn't mean anything to Remus either.
    
    Shouldn't, that didn't mean that was how it was, though. For some reason, all Remus could think of was how nice it would feel to have those lips on his once more. He moved to sit down next to him, and then just let himself fall back on the bed. "Sirius you..are going to be the death of me." he said, yawning softly. He was getting a bit sleepy anyways, maybe this wouldn't be such a big deal. So they had kissed, it had been nice, and…well, that was that.


Sirius liked that he could make Moony blush so easy. In fact, on a list of things that Sirius was starting to like very much, one could say that making Remus blush was at least somewhere on that list. The male smirked, he really couldn't help it. Of course, he could have said something else. Anything else, really. But that was the thing about Sirius, he liked to avoid awkward and potentiality pride damaging conversations whenever and wherever he could. The two had kissed a total of three times. Spread of the course of their friendship, three kisses wasn't really that big of a deal. But spreading those same three kisses over a span of about fifteen minutes? Now that could be a big deal.

With a huge, dramatic sigh, Sirius let himself fall back down on the bed next to Remus, one of his arms coming up to support his head under that mop of dark hair. Turning his head to the side, he looked at Remus. For what it was worth, the other boy was really adorable, and he made up for all the thinking that Sirius refused to do by over thinking everything. That was cute. Sirius liked that about the werewolf. “You loooooove it.” Sirius said, almost in a whisper, though his voice was teasing. He laughed, a tinkling of a laugh. So maybe those kisses weren't something that was going to end their friendship forever. Sirius turned his head to look up at the ceiling, allowing his tongue to flick out for a second, if only out of habit. He was a lip licker, habitually and in his extra-curricular activities. He wondered to himself if all boys tasted like chocolate, or if that was just Remus.


    Remus frowned a little and nudged Sirius in his side where he knew the boy was ticklish. "Maybe just a bit. It keeps me on my toes." he admitted as he let out another loud yawn, turning onto his side to look at his friend. Sirius was so good looking and playfully silly. Remus loved that about him. Remus spent most of his time being serious, reading, trying to think things through. Sirius would just spend his time trying to make Remus smile or laugh, and act without thinking much like he had in the theater. If one thing was true about the boy, there wasn't another like him. 
    
    He caught glimpse of Sirius' tongue, and he felt an odd sensation in the pit of his stomach. He wanted to feel his tongue again, taste him once more, though preferably after he'd brushed his teeth or something. The kiss had been great, but as far as he knew, kisses weren't supposed to be so salty. "Let's get ready for bed." he said, sitting up after a few moments of staring and stretching over his head. "Do you want to shower first or second?"


That was the deal with Sirius, he tended to keep everyone on their toes. Though especially straight backed, stay-in-line-all-the-time Remus Lupin. It was always odd, but pleasantly odd, that he could relax so much in the presence of his best friend. With James, it was always go go go now now now, and with Peter, well, truth be told, Sirius did love Peter like a brother, but he didn't like him all that much. Sirius' dark eyes stayed locked on the ceiling for a little bit, noticing just how different it looked from his room back at Grimmauld Place. Things were so much calmer here. And though there wasn't much adventure, unless you counted that make out session at the moments, it was still better than dealing with his banchee of a mother every day.

“Oh.” Sirius said, when Remus mentioned a shower. Chuckling, his head turned so that he could look at Remus again. If nothing else, that “and stuff” they did at the movies gave the pureblood more reason than ever to tease Moony. “You sure you don't wanna shower with me?” Sirius bit the tip of his tongue, grinning at his best friend turned summer roommate. He was only kidding, of course. Or maybe half kidding. Positive that Remus would not take him up on that offer, Sirius just winked and sat up on his elbows, head resting on his shoulder so that he could still look at the werewolf.


    Remus felt his cheeks warm up again and narrowed his eyes. "Alright fine." he said, deciding to turn the tables on Sirius a little. He could play this game as well, though this side of him didn't always come out, or really, it seemed to stay hidden 90 percent of the time. "It'll help save water anyways, now c'mon." he said, walking over to his drawers and pulling out an extra towel for Sirius before throwing it at him and heading into the bathroom that was connected to his bedroom. 
    
    Remus was nervous in all honestly, to shower with Sirius. Sure they had seen each other without clothes plenty of times, but they'd never been that close for so long while completely naked. Remus pulled off his shirt first and placed it in the hamper that stood against the wall of his bathroom, pulling off his jeans next, having to hop on one foot for a moment to get them off completely. Then, the boxers came off, and he was naked. He oddly more exposed than he usually did, but well, it was too late to go back now, so he turned the shower on and turned to find Sirius.


Well now, that wasn't the response he was expecting at all. Especially not from well mannered Moony. His eyes widened, and if his eyebrows weren't attached to his head, they might have just wandered off by themselves, rising as close to his hairline as they could possibly go. Though, once again, never one to look a gift horse, or werewolf, in the mouth, Sirius got up after a few moments and followed Remus. He had managed to strip his shirt off before he reached the bathroom, and tossed it somewhat haphazardly on the floor.

He caught his first glimpse of the naked Remus from behind as the other was messing around with the shower. This was no big deal, right? He could just shower with Remus like they all had before, to save water and time and effort. “Lookin' good there Moony.” Sirius said, laughing some, not being able to help himself from teasing the other teen. Being careful to not look at his best friend's set up-- normally this wasn't a problem, but with what happened earlier, he wasn't taking chances-- Sirius quickly unfastened his pants and pulled them off, managing to get the underwear he wore off in one take right along with those pants. He was a cocky boy, and without his clothes on, he had damn good reason to be.


    Remus' eyes took in Sirius' naked form, and he swallowed. He…looked good. Hell, Remus knew Sirius Black looked good naked, but he'd never really thought much about it. He was always too busy focusing on school work and what not to think about boys, or girls for that matter. Somehow though, what with it being Summer, his mind seemed to have switched gears all on its own. Deciding to keep going with the method of teasing right back, he just grinned a little. "You can look, but you can't touch." he said, checking the water temperature with the back of his hand before stepping under the spray. His shower wasn't grandly large, but two people could easily fit in it, although not-touching would be nearly impossible it seemed. 
    
    Remus closed his eyes, willing his body not to react to the sight he'd just seen, and thankfully he managed to do so decently well. He began to shampoo his hair, keeping his eyes closed so as not to get soap in them, or so he rationalized, though really he didn't want to allow his body the chance to betray him, and er, come to attention.


Remus' comment made Sirius think. And Sirius really wasn't a fan of thinking much, unless the things he was thinking about centered around sex, or food. Thankfully, or maybe not so much in Remus' case, the thoughts Sirius had the next moment fell into one of those two categories. And he sure as hell wasn't thinking about pumpkin pasties. And it wasn't as if sexual relations with Moony was that far off base. The two did snog each other in a movie theater, and the two had shared just about everything else before that. So what was a little bodily fluid exchanged between best mates?

Sirius stepped into the shower, and with Moony already beginning to wash his hair, was forced into the back of the shower. So, with nothing better to do but wait, the dark haired male stared at Remus' now wet form. Hey, Moony had said he could look, right? He knew very well that looking at his best friend that way wasn't really proper, but he had never really been a fan of following any rules. They were alone, for the most part, save for Remus' parents, so who was to say the two couldn't travel off the beaten path, and make a bend in the normally very straight 'road'.

And he had to admit, the other boy did look nice without clothing on. No, nice wasn't the word, nice was what somebody said about a gift they didn't really want for Christmas. No, Remus looked..well..intriguing. Like some special breed of animal that no one had ever seen before. No one, of course, but Sirius Black. The male reviled in this fact, though he wasn't completely sure that was the case. He couldn't remember a time where he had heard about Remus hooking up with random people, but that didn't mean the werewolf didn't have a secret or two.

That was enough thinking for Sirius' taste. Now was the time for action. The teen stepped forward a few paces. Remus' eyes were closed, which gave Sirius the perfect opportunity to move in for the kill. His hair was wet immediately, and he shook it like a wet dog for a second, and the water from the shower began to fall over the both of them. “You sure I can't touch?” Sirius said, his voice nearing that whispering tone he had in the movie theater. Bringing a hand up to touch Remus' face, the darker of the two closed the gap between them, and bent down towards the slightly shorter male, placing a kiss on his upper lip. And who said Sirius wasn't a romantic?


    The first thing Remus felt was an odd spray of water coming from another direction. He opened his eyes, now that his hair was free of shampoo anyways, and saw Sirius rather close to him, his hair hanging down in wet ringlets. Remus had always liked the way Sirius looked wet. It was like, well now that he thought about it, probably the hottest thing he'd ever seen. 
    
    Before he could even answer, the gasp was closed. They were kissing again. The fourth time, this time in a much more exposed manner Sirius' lips were just as he had remembered, which was a good thing considering they'd kissed only an hour or so earlier, though by now the saltiness had gone, and with it, the chocolatey taste of Remus' lips. He didn't mind at all, though. Now it was pure Sirius and Remus, mingling together.
    
    Remus tilted his head a little, sliding his tongue out first this time, sliding across Sirius' lower lip. He moved forward, suddenly a bit emboldened, their chests flush up against one another, warm and wet. The kiss broke, and Remus didn't pull back. "I said no touching." he breathed out, though obviously that rule had gone out the window.

Dear ol' Moony was just full of surprises today. Not that Sirius was complaining, of course, quite the opposite, the boy was enjoying himself quite a lot. And who wouldn't? Kissing anyone in a shower seemed to be a sexy thing, but when that was coupled with two hormone ridden teenage boys, and the fact that they had already done their fair share of snogging that day..well, needless to say the only thing stopping Sirius from tumbling headfirst into the land that was Moony was the fact that the other's parents were home. And that particular boundary was wearing thin.

Remus' chest was against his in a matter of moments, and Sirius curled one of his arms around Remus' waist. That caused the boys to be connected by more than just the chest, but by the hips as well. And Remus had phenomenal hips, there was no use in denying that fact more than Sirius could deny that he was a Black. When the two broke apart for air, a smirk cut across Sirius' handsome features. “So you mean..” Sirius began, the arm around Moony's waist slackening it's grip for just a moment, the hand connected to that arm traveling to Remus' hip. “None of this, eh?” His thumb traced over the bone lying right beneath the hips there. Sirius had a thing for hip bones. And collar bones. And lots of things, if he thought about it. “Orrr this?” he added, a note of teasing in his voice again, this time the other hand managing to plant itself on the other boy's neck, using fingertips to trace over the curve he found there. 

The curly hair boy turned his head quizzically, as if he was touching something completely foreign. And technically, he was. Remus' skin felt nice to the touch. But that was just skin and skin didn't matter because everyone in the world had skin. But Remus' skin was the nicest he'd touched in a while, that was for sure. Maybe ever, but he wasn't admitting to that just yet. He smiled, that crooked, completely heart melting smile that only Sirius Black could perfect, and trailed those fingers from Moony's neck, and down the other male's chest. If he was going to do this “and stuff” with Moony then he was going to get the most out of it, and if he never got to touch Remus again, he wanted to remember it.


Remus felt Sirius' hands on his hip bone, his mouth hanging open from an unsaid response that had never made it past those soft lips. It felt oddly nice. Shivers went down his spine, and he felt his eyes slip closed. It wasn't like a mind shattering orgasmic feeling, more so a…sensually fantastic feeling. Two very different things that in general, would lead down the same path. 
    
    Sirius then moved his attention to Remus' neck, and his head tilted just so, allowing Sirius full access. "N-no its…off limits." he whispered, though he wasn't resisting even in the slightest. At least this way, if either of them regretted things later on, Remus could say that he had indeed told Sirius no. The fact that he wasn't fighting, and deeply wanted it, well, that would remain unsaid.

He felt his body starting to react as their hips ground together, and this was where his rational thinking began to kick in again. He pulled back just slightly, his heart racing. "I've…got to uh…" he thought. "Condition my hair!" he said, turning away from Sirius, his back to him now as he fumbled with the bottle of conditioner. 
    
    Oh god, what was happening to him? He…he wanted Sirius Black, his best friend, in far more ways than a friend should want another friend, ESPECIALLY if said friend was of the same gender! It wasn't that being gay would bother Remus, really, but…Well, for some reason he couldn't see Sirius as being gay. Bisexual perhaps, but not full on gay. Although one never knew, he could be completely wrong. Not only that, but kissing lead to feelings, feelings lead to a relationship. Could they really do this without ruining their friendship entirely?


Sirius stifled a chuckle. Remus said touching was off limits, yet there the boy was, craning his neck up to let Sirius touch him some more. Moony was an odd sort of fascinating, Sirius decided. A conundrum. Something he'd probably have to think about, but for now could just stay within the bounds of acting without thinking. The black haired boy grinned even more, shaking his head momentarily to get some of it out of his eyes. It was in that pause that Remus muttered and sputtered about how he had to condition his hair. Sirius full on laughed this time. Remus could be such a woman sometimes.

Though, now that Moony had turned, Sirius allowed himself the opportunity to check out the other boy from the back view. And it was a damn good view, if he did say so himself. Letting out a soft wolf whistle, the male chuckled again. Sirius wasn't gay. In fact, he wasn't even sure he was bisexual. If anything, Sirius was just plain..well..sexual. That was the word. He was a dog at heart, and the boy couldn't help but let his carnal impulses take hold of him, especially when it meant he got to break rules and leap over boundaries. While Remus was fumbling with the conditioner, Sirius reached out a hand again, this time trailing those same fingers down Remus' spine. 

Remus had a nice spine. A nice back, really. Sirius couldn't help but notice it. He was attracted to odd things, after all. Remus' back had a curve in it. Not an intense curve to suggest some kind of spine disorder, but a curve none the less. And it utterly fascinated Sirius. He stepped forward once more, his free hand now joining the other as they both began to gently trace up and down Moony's sides. There were stray water droplets that had collected in tiny pools in the creases of Remus' shoulders, and a few more were still clinging onto the skin on the boys back. Sirius dipped his head down and kissed the skin right at the back of Moony's neck, tasting some of those water droplets, before trailing his tongue very slowly down the center of the other's shoulder blades.

He had decided the moment that he stepped in that shower with Remus that he wasn't going to think about it. He was just going to do it, act on it, whatever he wanted. And if the other's reactions were any clue, he was sure Remus wanted it just as much. They had shared blood and sweat, near death experiences and hell, they had even cried together once. Mind you, they were in their first year when that happened. So who was to say that the two couldn't share more than that? No one really had to know about it. They were basically alone, no prying eyes from the Hogwarts there to spread rumors, no questioning looks or wide eyed expressions. So why not? That was Sirius' final decision. Why the hell not?


    Remus had managed to get some conditioner out, his arms up as he began to rub it into his hair. Though, as Sirius kept on touching him, he felt his body tremble slightly, goosebumps forming over his smooth skin. He could feel Sirius fingertips against his back, then his side, every time they would ghost across one of his many scars he would stiffen for a second before relaxing further. 
    
    He didn't know when he'd given in to the fact that he, indeed, did want his best friend in so many ways. It had happened in almost an instant, and when it had, Remus decided not to argue with himself, or Sirius, over the matter anymore. Sirius could touch him whatever way, and wherever he wanted, and Remus would let him. He for once, was just going to enjoy the moment. Not over think it. Act first, and think later. Something he never, ever did.

    "Sirius." he said softly, his voice the same whisper Sirius' had been. "My scars…you…don't mind them?" he asked, something he'd always been self conscious about. For one thing, they required an explanation if you didn't know him well like Sirius did. That was one of the reasons he supposed he'd avoided all things sexual for most of his life. With Sirius, though, he didn't have to explain. The only worry left in his mind was that his flawed skin wasn't…well, wasn't good enough. Sirius was so close to perfection, and Remus just…well, Remus was Remus. Damaged goods.


That soft voice, the whisper of a question made Sirius stop his kissing for just a moment. He leaned his forehead against the other male's back and let out a breath. Of course he knew about the scars. Of course he had seen the scars countless times. He knew the story behind each of them. But yet, they just didn't seem to matter. They were important, because they were important to the werewolf, and anything important to his best friend was almost always important to Sirius too. He just, hadn't noticed them. He had felt them underneath his fingertips when he touched the other male, and underneath his lip as he had kissed the boy's spine. But for whatever reason, he just..hadn't cared. Remus was Remus, scars and all, and if he could manage to touch the male without even thinking twice about them, well, that said something, didn't it?

“Don't be stupid.” Sirius said, taking on the same tone of Remus' whisper. The dark haired teen smiled, his lips pressing against one of the scars that were located right under where his mouth had been resting. He kissed the raised skin, tasting the bit of water that had clung to it. It wasn't any different than any other part of Remus. And Sirius had never, not once, thought of Remus as damaged goods. It just wasn't possible, or plausible. Remus was just Remus, scars and horror stories and monthly furry problems and all, he was just Remus.

Try as he might, Sirius couldn't think of anything to say to calm what he was sure were dozens of panicked and grief stricken thoughts going through the other boy's head. So he did what he always did. He didn't speak. He didn't think. He kissed the scar again, and moved down just slightly to kiss another, and another, and another. It was his job, after all, as best friend in the entire world, to make sure that his best mate wasn't going along feeling down on himself. With a soft sound, much like he was hushing Moony, Sirius trailed his kisses back up the boy's back half, ending at the first scar he had pressed his lips to, his hands coming down to grip at the other boy's hips again, running thumbs over the hipbones he was so intensely attracted to.


    Remus' scars were for one thing, quite sensitive. The kisses that he felt on them sent little fire crackers off in his mind, and he actually leaned forward onto the wall of the shower while Sirius showed him how he felt about the scars, the questions and doubts in his mind being quelled with each kiss. Then his hands moved back to caress his hips, and Remus felt his heart hammering in his chest once more. 
    
    He turned around now, looking up at Sirius from his only about an inch shorter stature, and smiled. "I never thought you of all people would make me feel wanted in this way." he said softly, leaning up to give him another soft kiss. This kiss would be cut short, though, as a voice carried up into the room.
    
    "Boys, dinner time!" the sound of his mother's voice echoed up the stairs. Remus nearly jumped back when he heard it, being yanked from their little moment so quickly. "We'll be down in a minute!" he called back to her, looking back at Sirius, his cheeks burning now. "We should wash up quickly so it doesn't get cold." he said, grabbing the bar of soap and beginning to run it over Sirius' chest without thinking much.